I don't hate nobody. I hate certain conditions that are inflicted upon the people - and they're helpless with it.

I seen her on the ave, spotted her more than once. Ass so fat that you could see it from the front.

I ain't no perfect man I'm tryna do the best that I can with what it is I have.

I just don't think it's very dignified to ask people to like you. You can just wind up being somebody's ottoman.

The test in life nowadays is just trying to keep yourself charged up with enough good feeling. It's like, "OK what am I going to do to feel really good today?" Not like, some chick or a drink.

Restlessness is my nemesis. It's hard to just chill and sit still.

Focused. I'm a hustler. And my hustle is trying to figure out the best ways to do what I like without having to do much else.